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Blood Chronicles	By : Hikari86 Category: +A through F > Dragon Age (all) > Dragon Age (all) Views: 5202 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author Note: This here is the part I left out from chapter 74: Lifegiver in 'Blood Bond.' If you've read it, then you know what part I'm talking about. Bioware owns everything Dragon Age, but Arawin I will claim as completely my own. She's too much fun to give up. Although why she gets all the fun, I'm not sure. Later, she'll be getting some competition from Jordan, though, especially once I get into Act 2.

Push

Arawin found herself being slammed against the wall, Isabela's lips firmly pressing themselves against her own. The human's tongue forced her teeth apart as it jammed itself in her mouth and began to duel with hers. Isabela explored her mouth, tongue going across her teeth and tracing her lips. Arawin took in a deep breath when Isabela finally released her, moving away from the elf's mouth and gazed into those emerald eyes with an intense lust.
“You don't play around, do you?” Arawin asked as she matched the gaze.
“What's the point of playing around?” Isabela cooed. “The three of us already knew what was going to happen the moment we came down here. Right?” She leaned forward, her lips finding that sensitive spot on Arawin's throat, right under her jawline. Her tongue made tiny little swirls on the tingling skin, going up the jaw to her earlobe and sucking it in past her lips.
Arawin made an involuntary groan as Isabela continued to tease her with her flicking tongue, having it travel down her neck right to the point where shoulder and neck meet. There the human stopped and nipped before forming her lips to suck in a piece of the tantalizing flesh. Arawin felt her knees almost buckle as Isabela sucked on her, while the human's hands also began to roam. One hand found her exposed abdomen, fingers tracing the delicate curves of her tight muscles. The other started unbuckling the straps holding her breastplate. Isabela let out her own moan as her own leather armor slid off her body, going to the floor and leaving her entire torso exposed. Zevran stood right behind her. He moved her dark brown hair aside, greedily going after her neck just as she was going after Arawin's.
As Arawin stood against the wall, more being pushed against it, allowing Isabela to shift from one side of her neck to the other, the Dalish breastplate clattered to the ground. Light fingers brushed themselves across the top of her breasts, making their way around before pinching one of her hardening nipples. Arawin's eyes were closed, opening slightly to see the golden honey gaze of Zevran as he stared at her from behind Isabela. The gaze was loving and lustful. She could tell he was enjoying watching her as Isabela continued to leave little love marks on her neck and upper chest. He had brought her here so she could enjoy herself. She had been under a lot of stress lately. The Landsmeet, gathering the treaties, and now, they were heading back out to face the horde. Something like this was what she needed. A release. A way to forget her troubles, if only for a short time. She would gladly take it, even if she did feel a little awkward at first. Zevran was with her, however, and Isabela didn't seem to mind that she was inexperienced when it came to this type of activity.
Not wanting her two companions to think she wasn't enjoying herself, Arawin matched Zevran's smile before her eyes wondered to the twin massive globes upon Isabela's chest. They were nice, firm, and tanned a dark color. Arawin lowered herself to one, seeing the nipple within the center harden to a point just by the feel of her breath. She brushed it with her lips, parting them slightly so her tongue could lick the taunt tip. She felt Isabela shutter, bringing her to open her mouth wider and take what she could of the large breast within. Although she couldn't get the entire globe inside, Arawin maneuvered her lips to take in the whole nipple and the darker area around it. Her tongue circled around, pressing and suckling as her other hand ran up Isabela's stomach and to her second breast. She found the nipple and pinched it at the same time Isabela pinched her own. Both let out a moan, Arawin's muffled while Isabela's was much louder.
Teeth clamped down on the tip of Arawin's ear. There was pain, but only enough to send a ripple of pleasure down her spine. Arawin returned the favor by taking Isabela's nipple between her teeth and pulling. The hand holding the other breast grasped firmly. Isabela hissed in her ear and pressed Arawin harder against the wall. She then placed a knee between the elf's legs and spread them. Her hand raked through Arawin's long, bright red hair and pulled back on it firmly to bring the elf away from her chest. Arawin protested at first, not wanting to let go of the delicious nipple still between her teeth. Isabela moved her chest closer, bringing her face down to Arawin's so she could bring it up as her mouth found the elf's. Their tongues tangoed, hands exploring every curve and ridge of the others body.
Arawin growled, suddenly pushing herself away from the wall, sending both Isabela and Zevran backwards. Zevran moved out of the way while Isabela and Arawin tumbled onto the bed, Isabela underneath while Arawin crawled on top of her.
“Aggressive, aren't you?” Isabela beamed.
“My dear Isabela, you have no idea,” said Zevran. He had come up to Arawin's back, finding her tender flesh and running his lips and hands all over it.
“Really?” Isabela said, somewhat surprised. “No wonder you like her so much.”
“I have only scratched the surface of what this little minx is capable of, my dear.”
Arawin grunted as she turned to face Zevran, her eyes hard as she stared into his. “Are you going to talk or are you actually going to do something?”
This caused Zevran to chuckle. “Are you enjoying yourself, Amora?”
“Much.”
“Then continue. Don't let me stop you from giving Isabela what she wants.”
Arawin faced back to Isabela laying before her. She saw the human still wore the leather skirt about her waist. Undoing the buckles, Arawin removed it and threw it to the floor. She was presented with a sight of smooth, olive skin, flawless and inviting. The mound of her sex was completely clear of any and all hair, tempting Arawin as she licked her lips. She lowered herself in between Isabela's legs, and began kissing the inside of her thighs. It was what Zevran had done to her many times before. She would go from one leg to the other, starting just above the knees and working her way in. When Arawin got to the point where leg and groin joined, she could already feel the heat steaming from Isabela's sex. Wet and waiting for her.
She didn't stop, but kept going, slowly parting the pink folds with her tongue. Arawin laced it through, tasting the delectable juices that soaked the entire region. Isabela hummed above her, spreading her legs wider to give Arawin more room. The elf took the invitation and pushed further in. Her tongue going deeper, feeling the ridges of Isabela's slick walls. Arawin's lips went past Isabela's, her whole face being buried within. Her teeth slightly nipped, and Isabela shuttered as well as cried out from Arawin's invasion.
Arawin only stopped momentarily and pulled away so she could take a breath before diving back in. There was movement behind her and she felt her Dalish leather skirt drop, followed by the tip of Zevran's arousal as it entered her own wanting channel. She marveled in the feeling as he pumped in and out of her slowly, while she also pumped in and out of Isabela at a slow pace with her tongue. She brought a hand over and pressed a finger inside, circling it around Isabela's shivering channel. The human moaned and bucked her hips. Arawin answered by putting a second finger in and pressing it against the swollen nub of Isabela's clit. She rubbed and pushed, making Isabela quiver with pleasure, and her channel to tighten around Arawin's fingers.
A sudden jerk behind her made Arawin pull away from Isabela and moan loudly. Zevran pulled and pressed into her hard, the grip on her hips leaving indents in her flesh. Arawin pushed back on him, grinding her backside into his groin. Zevran gasped from her movement and pushed inside her even more.
Soft lips pressed themselves against Arawin's, having her open eyes she didn't realize she closed. Isabela forced her tongue into her mouth, then sucked on her bottom lip and pulled lightly.
“Come here, sweet thing,” she whispered. “Men are really only good for one thing.”
Arawin blinked at her, not sure what she was meaning. Zevran pounded against her backside before he let out a groan and slowed his pace. With his release, Isabela took Arawin away and forced her down on the bed, her turn to be on top. Zevran fell to the bed beside them, breathing hard, but Arawin knew he wasn't done. Especially not if they weren't.
“If men are really only good for one thing,” she said to Isabela. “What are women good for?”
“Six,” Isabela smiled.
“Didn't you say, my dear, that I was good for at least two things?” Zevran asked, breathless.
“A rarity amongst men, but yes. You, Zev, are good for many things. But at the moment I think I'll show this beautiful tigress here what a woman can be good for.”
Arawin didn't have time to contemplate as Isabela went straight for her sex, diving right in. Her tongue lashed inside Arawin's channel, lapping up the mixed juices. Fingers dug in, going in and out as they twirled around and rubbed against her swollen and aching nub. Arawin burst out in cries as Isabela greedily ate at her. Something then caught Arawin by surprise as she felt one of Isabela's fingertips poke into a different area. A place Zevran had never gone before, and one she had never thought that would bring her such pleasure. It hurt at first, feeling awkward as the tightness of the area didn't seem to want to allow Isabela entrance. Her fingertip, however, did find its way through, slipping in and sending shivers up Arawin's spine.
Isabela's eyes looked up into Arawin's pleasure twisted face and grinned. Slowly she came up, kissing the elf's sensitive skin along the way. “Zev, why didn't you tell me she was a virgin?” She fluttered her eyes in his direction, seeing his amazed face as he had been watching them the whole time.
“What?” Arawin said as she looked down at Isabela, not liking the fact she had stopped. “Of course I'm not a virgin! Anymore.”
“You can have sex, but still be considered a virgin for certain things.”
“And what are you talking about?”
“This.” Isabela moved her fingertip wrapped tightly within Arawin's second channel. It made her gasp and roll her eyes into the back of her head.
“I know, my dear,” Zevran said as he crawled to Arawin's chest and teasingly licked one of her nipples. “But I didn't want to push her too hard, too fast. I don't think she's ready for that yet.”
“Oh, I think she is.” Isabela removed her hands and crawled on top of Arawin. The elf looked up at her sweet smile, knowing something was about to happen. “You'll like it, trust me. I can already tell just from the little I did.” She kissed Arawin's neck and placed a knee between her legs. She began rubbing her knee against Arawin's folds, parting them and finding the swollen nub.
Arawin grunted from this and squirmed. “Does it hurt?” she barely asked.
“Only at first,” Isabela whispered. “But you'll be in good hands. Mine and Zevran's. I'm sure he won't hurt you or push you too much if you don't like it. But I know you will.” She nipped at Arawin's neck, and the elf agreed with a groan. Isabela then rolled Arawin to her knees, she below her and started making her way down the elf's body. Isabela stopped briefly at her two breasts, taking one at a time fully into her mouth and suckling before continuing her trail of kisses down Arawin's abdomen.
Arawin stayed on her hands and knees, watching and feeling the human as she made her way down, soon making her way back to Arawin's pulsing sex. She also felt Zevran's hands stroke her backside, his touch firm against her skin.
“Are you sure, Amora?” he said, kissing her cheek and tracing a finger right down the crevice. Arawin shivered from both his and Isabela's assaults. “I don't want to push you too hard in one day.”
“Just do it,” she growled. “Before I force you.”
Zevran chuckled as he eased her cheeks apart and placed himself right at her clenching entrance. “I'll go slow, Amora. Isabela will make sure you don't hurt much. But if you want me to stop, say so, and I will.”
“Just do it!” Arawin both cried and moaned at the same time as Isabela pressed hard on her clit with her tongue. The nub between the human's teeth.
There was pain suddenly, more pain than Arawin thought there would be as Zevran pushed himself within her. He didn't go very far, only allowing the head of his shaft to enter as he saw Arawin stiffen and heard her gasp with pain. He felt Isabela underneath him play with Arawin's folds, causing her to quake with ecstasy. He saw that as a sign to go forward, pushing himself a little more into her tight void.
Arawin screamed, her hands gripping firm to the mattress. She was experiencing both pain and pleasure, each one sending jolts through her body. They were both delectable, both sending her to a new height. Isabela ate at her, fingers going in and out and twisting, while Zevran pushed slowly into her backside, going back out slowly, then back in, always a little further than before. Her womb quivered, body shaking with pure desire. Her arms gave out and she fell, partly on purpose so she could dive right into Isabela's still wet folds. The human squirmed and moaned into Arawin's channel from the elf's sudden entrance. They both lashed and explored with their tongues, fingers drilling, and teeth nipping sensual skin. Isabela even reached up and grasped Zevran's balls in her palm. She squeezed and kneaded them, making him jerk further in to Arawin. This caused a chain reaction, Arawin bucking and biting down on one side of Isabela's channel. Isabela squeezed Zevran harder, while also biting Arawin and pulling her clit between her teeth.
They were like this for some time, Zevran starting to go faster and harder. Arawin bucked between both of them, going down onto Isabela's tongue, then up into Zevran's groan. She screamed when her orgasm finally came, an aching that had been building and building. Isabela screamed as well as Arawin took her nub and sucked on it hard. They both tossed and twisted, Arawin falling completely over as Zevran pushed her fully on the bed and finished himself.
All three laid on the bed, lungs heaving and bodies covered in a layer of sweat. Arawin stared up at the wooden ceiling, smiling as the pleasure washed over her.
“You, Zevran, are one lucky son of a bitch,” said Isabela as she looked over Arawin at him.
“Thank you, my dear,” he breathed. “I feel lucky.”
“Does that mean I was good?” Arawin asked Isabela.
“More than good,” the human cooed. “I'm wishing you didn't have to go to defeat a Blight. Are you sure you don't want to come with me and sail on the seas? I'll make sure there's room in the captain's quarters.”
“Tempting,” Arawin said as she sat up and smiled lucidly at her. “But unfortunately...”
“I know, your Grey Warden duty. You don't need to explain it. Just make sure you don't die, all right, sweet thing? I am very much looking forward to seeing you again.”
“I'll make sure to keep that in mind.” Arawin leaned forward to kiss Isabela one more time, sending them both tumbling on the bed.
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